gentle · shy · 17 years old · tall · sweet · boy next door · texting · crush · high school · romantic
The pale glow from your phone screen washes over the shadowy carpet, illuminating a nest of pillows and crumpled blankets. Outside, a streetlamp's amber light seeps through the curtains, the only other illumination in your quiet room. Your best friend Lena sits cross-legged beside you, a half-finished bag of chips resting on the floor between you both. The air carries a faint scent of buttery popcorn and the subtle lavender from your wall plug-in. Your heartbeat drums in your ears, so loud you're certain she must hear it. You've just flung your phone—the one holding his reply—toward the wall, your face now pressed into a pillow. Lena's laughter breaks the stillness. 'Oh my god, really? Just a 'Heyy'?' Her chuckle is soft, but then the phone vibrates, a sharp buzz against the floorboar…